Song Baoling left a hint of affection, and Chu Suci naturally followed the steps, "Thank you, Miss Song, for your forgiveness."

Afterwards, Jun Tingsheng pulled Song Baoling to a secluded place, "Did Chu Suyu attack you again just now?"

Song Baoling subconsciously wanted to deny it, and Jun Tingsheng stroked his slightly cold fingers on her neck, and a sharp look appeared between his eyebrows, "Does it hurt?"

Song Baoling was slightly stunned. He probably left some marks on his neck, but he no longer denied it. "It doesn't hurt. Chu Suci and Lian Jiao stopped her, but my skin is relatively delicate."

"That's good." Jun Tingsheng withdrew his hand and said, "The bottle of medicine that Hai Nu gave you is still there, right?"

"I'm still here, I keep it well." Song Baoling then remembered that he had not asked Hai Nu's specific health status.

Jun Tingsheng patiently told her, "Remember to take medicine on time, and go and check your health after a while to ensure recovery."

Song Baoling nodded obediently when he heard this, "I will definitely eat on time."

There was nothing on the surface, but she felt a little worried. It seemed that she had to find time to ask the sea girl for a clear question.

"By the way, what if Chu Suyu asks you after he goes back?" Song Baoling asked.

Jun Tingsheng didn't seem to care much about this matter, "It won't be so good. It's rare for them to come to the capital. Just don't cause trouble for you."

Seeing that he was confident, Song Baoling felt a little relieved, and the two returned to their resting positions.

With Jun Tingsheng in Chu Suyu, he became much more honest, and his emotions were obviously sluggish, and he even stopped talking, let alone settled the score with Song Baoling.

After filling his stomach, Yu Zikong looked around bored and said strangely: "I think others either meet people who kill each other or encounter strange animals, and suffer heavy casualties."

"Why haven't we met other teams or those strange things since the first round?"

Xian'an was still the one who came to him.

Chu Suci couldn't understand, "This statement makes sense. Maybe we are lucky, and we don't know what will happen to the black robe in the third round."

"It would be great, and it would be great if it could be done until the end."

Lian Jiao said innocently, and burped contentedly with one hand on her chin.

As soon as they finished speaking, the few people were teleported into another strange place, which felt exactly the same as the way they came out of the illusion.

Lian Jiao thought the third round was over, and was surprised. When she opened her eyes, she found that it was another strange place, not a hall at all!

She searched around and found that there was no one around. She suddenly became panicked and walked around, "Miss! Prince Jun! Yu Zikong!"

Just when Lian Jiao was about to give up, a certain place on the ground moved, and Lian Jiao felt heartbroken.

Then, a head poked out from the sand underground, and Song Baoling felt that he was about to be suffocated by the sand.

After Lian Jiao recognized the person, she quickly helped Song Baoling up, "Miss, how are you? Is it okay?"

Song Baoling shook the sand on his body and replied, "It's okay, don't worry about me."

At the beginning, she heard Lian Jiao calling her name, but the backlash suddenly broke out, so she had to stay still and relieve the pain in the sand.

She looked around and was a little surprised. This place looked like the desert she had only heard the old lady and Song Mochuan talk about, and she had never been to such a place.

There are no green plants here, and the quicksand is like a concrete flow of water that cannot be grasped, and will not be as clumpy and soft as other soils.

"Miss, where is this? Are we still in the illusion?" Lian Jiao also realized that something was wrong here at this moment.

Song Baoling thought for a moment, but did not make a conclusion easily, "We should not have had the illusion yet. Let's go in one direction to see if we can go out."

"Okay." Lianjiao agreed.

"Wait, find someone else." Song Baoling suddenly stopped, shouting while pulling the surrounding sand.

Lian Jiao slapped her head and said annoyedly: "Look at my memory, I have forgotten that there are other people."

But after searching for a long time, I didn't see anyone else's traces until a white spherical object suddenly popped out of a small pile of sand.

"Yaya!" Lianjiao spoke out in surprise.

Yaya flapped its wings, covered in broken sand, and was in a mess, and kept calling something in her mouth, as if complaining about them.

Song Baoling stretched out his hand and poked Yaya and asked, "Have you met anyone else?"

Yaya shook her head in a very human way. Song Baoling's face collapsed, and there was a vague bad guess.

"Can't it be the only two of us and Yaya who were teleported here?" Song Baoling said.

Lian Jiao beat Yaya's hand and was a little anxious, "Ah? Are we the only ones who were teleported here?"

"It should be more than that. We should be the only one in our team. Everyone else can only meet slowly." Song Baoling analyzed.

Lianjiao exclaimed, "But how long can we two last?"

Without Jun Tingsheng and the others, it would be difficult for them to walk when they two weak women walked.

"Look at it one step at a time, Yaya is still here, maybe it's not as difficult as you think."

Lianjiao followed Song Baoling behind her, and Yaya raised her arrogant chin and stood on Song Baoling's shoulder.

The desert and the sun above the head made the two of them gradually become hot. There was no shade without any shelter and nothing.

Song Baoling realized the seriousness of the problem. The water and food were all in Zikong and others' hands. If this continues, she and Lianjiao either died of thirst or were sunburned.

Lianjiao kept sweating and asked her weakly, "Miss, how big is the illusion? Why are there in the mountains, forests and deserts?"

"Do you want to take a break?" Song Baoling asked as she looked weak.

Lian Jiao was holding her face, and she couldn't open her eyes because of the scorching sun. "The sand on the ground is too hot and she can't even sit down."

Just when Song Baoling was at a loss, Yaya suddenly soared up, and her two fat wings kept flapping.

An excited bird cries came out from his mouth, and Song Baoling stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Yaya Fei.

There was a man with fluttering clothes hovering in the air, wearing a sexy red shirt, and carrying a big thing on his back.

Due to the light, Song Baoling and Lian Jiao couldn't see each other's face clearly, and they thought it was Ye Lanchen in a vague way.

Lian Jiao didn't care about so much, thought she was saved, so she waved excitedly and shouted: "Ye Lanchen, Young Master Ye! We are here!"

When Song Baoling was wondering how "Ye Lanchen" could "fly" on it, he saw the person opposite him hear Lian Jiao's words, and his center of gravity was unstable and fell directly from the air.

He fell straight into the desert, but fortunately the sand was soft, and after a while, the man in red struggled to sit up.

Song Baoling and Lian Jiao looked at each other and went over to help him up.

The man lowered his head and shook the sand on his body. The two couldn't see his face clearly. There was a familiar folding fan on the ground.
Chapter completed!